The Learning Curve

For Ruhi M D, giving birth to her daughter Zoya taught her a whole new meaning of the word love.

- Charlene Flanagan

MY HAPPY FAMILY

Before Zoya came into our lives, my husband and I considered ourselves a rather fun-loving and happy couple. We’re both working professionals and have the perfect balance between our independent lives, and our life as a married couple. We didn’t want for anything—we’re both self-sufficient and our world was perfect…well, almost. We realised that something was missing and that’s when we knew it was the right time to introduce a new member to our family.

Now, we’re both in our 30s and never considered that conceiving would ever be an issue. We’re young and healthy and like other couples our age, we decided to go the family planning route. But life can be quite surprising, and despite being young, we did experience a little bit of resistance when we were trying to conceive. It was only after a few months of trying, using an at-home ovulation kit, and carefully planning that we were finally successful. The day I announced that we were pregnant, Mohammed was elated. All those months of waiting and wondering were finally put to rest. We were going to have a baby and our happiness knew no bounds. There is one memory I will cherish forever—watching my husband, the man of the house, melt and turn to putty when he heard the news.

I like to think of Mohammed as my partner in crime. But more than that, he is my rock, my pillar, my support and my constant source of strength. While I was pregnant with Zoya, he was no different. In fact, in those nine months, we grew closer.

PREGNANCY & DELIVERY